The moon was all aglow. But heaven was in your eyes. The night that you told me. Those little white lies The stars all seemed to know. You didn't mean all those sighs. The night that you told me.
Those silk shiny stockings. That I wear when I'm with you. I wear 'cause you told me. That you dig that crazy hue Do we think of romance. When we go to a dance. Oh no, you take a glance. At thos
When they begin the beguine. It brings back the sound of music so tender. It brings back a night of tropical splendor. It brings back a memory ever green I`m with you once more, under the stars. A
